When Deliverance Crashes In
Today, I wanted to share a dream I had a few years ago on August 11, 2023 in the midnight hour.
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I found myself in a dimly lit room with a very low ceiling. As I looked around, I realized that I was in a funeral parlor. It felt stuffy and oppressive. In the dream, I began to move furniture around thinking if I just spruced up the place it would feel better. It did not.
I then walked into another room and could feel the atmosphere shift a little but not for the better. In this room, there were science experiments happening and anyone affected by what was in the air had an identity crisis. One young lady who I saw in the dream was crawling on the floor thinking she was an insect! Strangely, I was not affected by the witchcraft in the atmosphere and I had the clarity of mind to know that I needed to get out of there. At that point, I saw a door and the young lady who was on the floor had crawled over to it and began clawing at it. She was trying to get out but could not reach the handle. I walked over to the door and reached above her and pulled the door handle down. Immediately, this triggered something above us.
I looked up to see a glass ceiling that had suddenly been hit with either a hammer or gavel. This created a large crack in the center of the ceiling. I could see that above that ceiling was water and brilliant light. The water was heavy and abundant and weighed heavily on the cracked ceiling that was now too compromised to hold the water's weight.
And then SUDDENLY
the ceiling gave way and the water from above the ceiling came crashing down on me and everything around me, completely washing and cleansing EVERYTHING. I was terrified at the sight of it and thought for sure it would crush me. I turned to run but the water caught the back of me. I could feel the weight of it like a heavy bag pulling at my back, but did not harm me. I suddenly woke up, stunned. It was about 12:30am.
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There's much to unpack from this dream. As you read it, you might get revelation into various things. For me, it hit deeply personal. It starts out with me in a funeral home trying to spruce it up, making the most of my conditions. But, just like in the natural, there's only so much you can do with a funeral home to make it feel happy. The ceiling was low. Limited living, or really just surviving.
The next room was worse than the first as I walked into something out of a sci-fi movie. The air was tainted, altering people's minds. It was beyond odd. It was strange and eerie and just scary, honestly. The young girl in the room told the story completely as she crawled on the floor, her life being completely oppressed by the atmosphere. She wanted out but didn't know how. With her being younger than me, it represented the younger generation(s), their minds being manipulated by a narrative that created an identity crisis.
I believe I represented the intercessor. The one to act. The one to reach for the door for help. I knew that there was a way out. But, the way out surprised me beyond measure. I had no idea that my intercession would lead to a great flooding, God's deliverance. And when He did respond, it would not just get us out of the room but completely cleanse everything in the room! It was both beautiful and awe-full. Honestly, I woke up from the dream thinking I was going to die, but I didn't. His glory was that strong.
I believe this dream represents what God is doing and going to do on the earth. His deliverance is upon us like a cracked ceiling ready to give way any second. Are we ready for His glory to come crashing in? What will it look like? Will we recognize that it is Him? Will we find comfort knowing that Daddy is coming to help -- even though it might look abrupt and stunning?
He has heard our cries and He is coming to help! He will flood our ‘funeral homes’ with abundant love and the fear of the Lord.
photo: Copilot
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